Archive for June 2007

Wednesday, June 20th, 2007

Parking: It’s not just a ride, it’s an adventure!

Post Office, Pleasant Hills.
A blonde girl in a Volvo is backing out at the same time as several other cars.

Volvo Driver: UM, HELLO?!?! SATURN?!?! Are you going to back into my… VOLVO?!?! JESUS CHRIST!!!


Tuesday, June 19th, 2007

Chocolate helps me get through mine.

Forbes Avenue, Oakland:

Guy: [to girl] I guess its sad that since I’m poor, nachos have become part of my monthly cycle.


Tuesday, June 19th, 2007

It’s either that or the cirrhosis

61B Outbound, Uptown:

60-Year-Old Black Guy in a Golf Cap: [to 20-something co-ed] Sweetheart, you’re beautiful; you make my heart shiver and my liver quiver.


Tuesday, June 19th, 2007

Successful people find a need for a coffee franchise and fill it. After winning Powerball.

41D Inbound.
A yinzer in casual business attire is sitting, spread out, in the back of the bus, speaking to a 20-something woman, also in casual business attire:

Yinzer: Do they have a Starbucks in Station Square?
[Woman shakes her head.]
Yinzer: Why not?
Woman: Well, Station Square is surrounded by a lot of busy streets, so the backup in traffic it would cause is probably a problem. And there are a lot of Starbucks downtown, so they probably don’t need one in Station Square.
Yinzer: Tell you what: If I hit the lottery, that’s what I’d open!

— Overheard by ecto


Monday, June 18th, 2007

DUIs are my anti-drug.

Saxonburg Carnival, Saxonburg:

Girl #1: My boss always calls me at home when I take a day off.
Girl #2: I’m glad my boss doesn’t call me on my day off because I’m usually, like, in court.


Monday, June 18th, 2007

Amy knew she had to get John to wear something other than denim overalls.

National City Bank, Mt. Washington.
An extraordinarily short 30-something man is talking to bank teller and holding up a line of people:

Man: So how you been?
Teller: Oh, fine.
Man: Just fine? I saw you out last week with your boyfriend Hank.
Teller: My boyfriend’s name isn’t Hank.
Man: Oh well, he sure looks like a Hank.


Monday, June 18th, 2007

Now that’s something to cry about.

Eighth Ave, Homestead.
A man is walking with four children. The youngest is dragging a stick, absent-mindedly hitting everything with which it comes in contact:

Man: [to youngest child] You better not start crying. If you start crying, I’ll kick you in the face.

— Student Extraordinare


Friday, June 15th, 2007

It’s from drinking all that burnt coffee.

Starbucks, Forbes/Shady, Squirrel Hill.
A barrista makes a loud, evil laugh:

Barrista #1: Wow, that was some cackle.
Barrista #2: I thought you knew: Under this apron… PURE EEEEVIL!
Barrista #3: I don’t even think that kind of cackle is in my repertoire.

— Overheard by Connor


Friday, June 15th, 2007

Even wishes made at the grease wishing well cost fifty cents.

Cash Register, Ritters, Bloomfield:

Customer: [being silly] Are these toothpicks free?
Waitress: Yeah, right. Nothing in this place is free. [thinks for a moment] The air, maybe. You’d be lucky to get that free.


Friday, June 15th, 2007

Despite plenty of evidence to the contrary, mariners still irrationally fear falling off the edge of the Earth.

Inbound Bus Stop, Fifth/Bigelow, Oakland.
A grizzled middle-aged man with a PING golf hat and a book of Boolean algebra rants to no one in particular:

Crazy Man: Gooood RIDDANCE! to another ineffective person…I’ll bet you think the world is FLAT!…Standing on a point in four directions…Now, even mariners can judge…

— Overheard by Zyzzy